My Online Friends Turned Out To Be the Ultra-Beautiful Girls in My Class and They Were Yandere - 1

Chapter 1: My Online Friend Turned Out to Be My Classmate

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Even now, I still saw it in my dreams. Those hellish memories of the past, the kind I wished I could forget. With every step I took, what I heard were footsteps, and laughter. Not just ordinary laughter, but laughter filled with nauseating malice. The ugly, spine-chilling laughter of people swept up in rumors. I didn’t open my eyes. I didn’t look around. The moment I touched that malice, I knew I would break.

Reality was full of crap. School, home, friends, family… all of it was nothing but crap. Reality was like a damn shredder that tore a paper-thin mind into pieces. Still, even in all that crap, there was something that saved me. Something I could depend on, something that supported me. That was the online chat app Piscord, commonly known as “Pisco.”

And so, after all that long-winded introduction, what was I trying to say?? My online friend turned out to be my classmate. And not just that, she was an unbelievably beautiful girl.

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The classroom in the morning was lively. Outside, there were voices from club activities, and inside, all kinds of chatter echoed from the hallway. Surrounded by those sounds, I… Hara Kamitsuru, as usual, was fiddling with Pisco.

『hara: Ugh, school is seriously such a drag』

『e: Hang in there, young one! This old man is sick of work too! I don’t want to go!』

『hara: No, you actually have to go』

『runa-kun: Come on, let’s go, coworker!! Work is waiting for us!!』

This group, created by the person called “e,” had only five members. Every day, we exchanged trivial messages. Those meaningless conversations were a huge source of comfort for me. I didn’t really understand the difference between that and reality.

After staring at my phone for a few minutes, I suddenly felt a strange gaze from behind. It felt like someone was staring straight at me.

“Hm? Oh, Kamitsuru-kun, good morning!”

“G-good morning, Tanatsuki-san.”

When I turned toward the gaze, I met eyes with Muna Tanatsuki, a popular beauty in class with soft, long black hair and striking red eyes. She smiled gently, greeted me, and walked off toward the hallway.

…Was she staring at me? No, it was probably just my imagination.

“…Hm?”

A little while later, I received a voice message in my DMs from “e.” Curious, I played it without hesitation.

『Muna-chan is all smiles. Did something good happen?』

『So listen, listen! I got to greet Haa-kun! When I said good morning, he smiled and said good morning back!! I’m already happy just getting to talk to him as “e,” but getting a real greeting in person… I’m so happy I could die~♡ Ugh, I should’ve recorded it』

『Wha-!? That’s not fair, Muna-chan!! I haven’t even talked to Hakkun yet!!』

The voice message was deleted right there. I froze. What was that? Did that mean “e” was actually Tanatsuki-san? No way. Didn’t she say she was some middle-aged guy before? And that she was over thirty? Was this… a catfish? But usually it should be the other way around, right? And why pretend to be a man… let alone some random old guy? I didn’t get it. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t figure it out. Next!

As for the content, that “Hakkun”… I had a pretty good idea who that was. If “e” really was Muna Tanatsuki.

“Ah, you finally made it! You’re late, Haruki!”

“Sorry, Muna. I overslept a bit.”

“Geez! It’s boring when you’re not here, Haruki!”

That handsome guy, Haruki Tanaka. Tall at 180 cm, gentle-looking, and the kind of person who couldn’t ignore someone in trouble. A textbook definition of a good-looking guy. He and Tanatsuki-san were childhood friends, and I often saw them acting all lovey-dovey. So yeah, it was probably him.

…Which meant that “e” really was Tanatsuki-san? Also, how heavy. Didn’t she say she wanted to record it!? While thinking about all that and watching the two of them, my phone buzzed. When I checked, it was from “e”… no, from Tanatsuki-san.

『e: Did you hear it?』

『hara: I didn’t hear anything』

『e: After school, behind the gym』

『hara: Do I get a say in this?』

『e: Fufufu~ Do you think a youngster like you has that? You must obey your elders』

『hara: Yeah, that’s not gonna work』

I got summoned. Was she going to interrogate me? After school, behind the gym… That brought back some bad memories.

Well, it’s not like I could refuse anyway.

…Wait. Huh? Why does she know I go to this school? I only told her I’m still a student. What, did she track me down?

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After school, behind the gym. Tanatsuki-san was sitting on a nearby bench.

“Ah, you came.”

“Did I keep you waiting?”

“Nope, not at all. I just got here too.”

She noticed me, stood up, and walked over.

“So, what do you want? …Well, I kind of already know. Didn’t you say you were an old guy? Right, ‘e’-san?”

“Could you not say it like you’re talking to an old grandpa, hara-kun? Yep, I did say that. A thirty-year-old working adult.”

“More importantly, when did you figure out it was me? I only said I’m a student.”

“Oh, I just happened to glance at your phone.”

Right… that made sense. I’d been way too careless. I wasn’t hiding my screen or anything, so of course she’d notice. But still, would you normally just come up and talk to someone like that?

“So anyway, what’s your reason? You could’ve just said this over DMs.”

The moment I asked that, Tanatsuki-san’s atmosphere changed. How do I put it… she was smiling, but it didn’t feel like she was smiling. Some kind of strange pressure was coming off her.

“Hm? Oh, right. It’s to keep you quiet. You know, about that message. I want you to keep it a secret. Especially from Haruki, okay? And it’s more effective to handle this kind of thing in person, right?”

“I wasn’t planning on telling anyone anyway, so don’t worry. That’s all?”

Just as I expected, it was to keep me quiet. And yeah, that “Haa-kun” was definitely Tanaka.

…Still, something about it bothered me. It wasn’t like I had any rivalry or anything, but I’d only had bad experiences with Tanaka personally.

“Hmm, that’s about it, but… oh, since we’re here, want to grab something to eat? Let’s meet up properly!”

“Huh? Right now!?”

“Yeah, right now. Don’t worry, it’s my treat.”

…And that was how it went. My online friend turned out to be the unbelievably beautiful girl from my class.

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